Lord of Time!

Chapter 242 God's Sword Moves, Chen Ping Attacks the Mountain

Shenxiao Mountain.

Purple Sky Palace.

At this time, there was a rush of people. Hundreds of disciples gathered in front of the usually deserted Law Enforcement Hall, and the scene was full of chatter.

"Go down the mountain, our Shenxiao Sect is so powerful in the East, and some people come to bully us.

As the saying goes, when it comes to beating a dog, it depends on the owner. Even though we clearly know that the Jade Sword Sect and the Five Thunder Gang are my Shenxiao industry, there are still people who target them at will.

The Jade Rakshasa and the Bright Moon Sword simply don't know how to live or die. "

A big man with a purple face and square forehead swung his long sword and shouted angrily.

This person seemed to be quite well-known in the Shenxiao Sword Sect. At this time, he ascended the height and shouted, and there was a lot of applause from all around him.

"What Senior Brother Teng said is absolutely true. We must use the power of thunder to kill the so-called King Ping's army at the foot of the mountain. Let people know that our Shenxiao Sword Sect cannot be insulted lightly."

"Yes, I heard that Jade Rakshasa and Mingyue Sword were both born with natural beauty, and they were the confidante of Chen Ping's son.

That boy has been in the limelight recently, and he has no awe at all for conquering here and there. It would be better to capture these two ladies up the mountain and use them as a furnace, so that Chen Ping can lose face. "

A sharp voice sounded, immediately attracting everyone's attention and looking back.

I saw the man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, a face without any flesh, and a feverish look on his face, as if he had already captured Jade Rakshasa and Mingyue Sword on the mountain, and humiliated them wantonly.

"Junior Brother Cao is really a member of my generation. No wonder he can practice Yin-Yang Thunder Art together. He really understands the way of water and fire. Let's learn from each other when we have time."

Just now when swords were drawn, the murderous atmosphere relaxed, and all the disciples became more motivated to fight.

"Don't talk about it, wait for brother to see the head of the sect, and then decide what to do.

I heard from Junior Brother Zhang that all the Junior Brothers at the foot of the mountain were already suffering heavy casualties and were being pooped and peed while being ridden on their heads. There must be no delay. "

Teng Cangshan raised his thick eyebrows slightly, satisfied with his family's prestige, waved his hand, suppressed the noise of the disciples, left the law enforcement hall, and walked to the Zixiao hall, followed by a large number of disciples.

This is to ask for a fight.

He knew in his heart that among the eight hundred inner disciples of Shenxiao, it was extremely difficult to stand out.

Patriarch Yuxiao is indeed mighty and powerful, and his cultivation is unpredictable.

Teaching disciples is also very knowledgeable, as long as there is a heart to guide, all the disciples under the sect will learn something, and it is not difficult to suppress one side.

However, Venerable Yuxiao has never been a very patient patriarch.

This person acted unscrupulously and passed down the teachings. The purpose of the broad lintel was not to make his disciples more talented, but to let them have a great future.

He taught his disciples magical skills and secret techniques and urged them to practice, just so that some capable subordinates could help him do things well and let him enjoy himself.

to be honest.

Just lazy to work, the patriarch has something to do, and the disciples do his work.

And if the disciple has something to do, if he asks for help from the patriarch, at least he will reprimand him, and if he is more serious, he will be killed directly.

His catchphrase is: "I'm teaching you the skills, are you just using it to trouble yourself? I can't do things well, so I'll leave you with nothing to do. Three-legged toads are hard to find, and there are so many people with two legs..."

Therefore, on Shenxiao Mountain, only Mingcheng, Mingfa, Minghe, Qin Dongliu and Yan Beifei have been truly passed down for more than two hundred years.

Needless to say, Yan Beifei was regarded as a closed disciple of the true teaching, and he was also striving for success. He got the position of the Imperial Forest Commander in Daliyu Capital City. It was much easier for him to handle many things.

It also saves a lot of trouble for the Shenxiao Sword Sect and Venerable Yuxiao.

This year, Zixiao Palace is filled with precious medicinal materials and treasures.

Yes, there is a reason why Yan Beifei has a high position and is trusted by Lord Yuxiao.

As for Taoist Mingcheng, this person, together with Mingfa and Minghe, followed Venerable Yuxiao to come here to learn from him since he was a child.

That was 100 years ago.

At that time, Venerable Yuxiao's personality was not as surly as it is now. Seeing how smart the little boys were, he thought about cultivating some capable subordinates to serve as his disciples.

It can only be said that Mingcheng, Mingfa and Minghe have caught up with the good times.

As for the leader Qin Dongliu, that is another story.

He is the only descendant of the descendants of Yuxiao Venerable Qin Jiang who has extraordinary talent for training.

No matter how much Venerable Yuxiao doesn't care about his family, he doesn't care about his descendants competing for favor.

He had to cultivate a descendant of his own family to control the Shenxiao Sword Sect.

Therefore, Qin Dongliu came from behind and became the second member of the Shenxiao Sword Sect.

Its status puts all the four major disciples down.

This person is not only capable, but also ambitious. Under his management, he sent his disciples to the independent faction in the city below the mountain.

He also recruited many disciples and strengthened his power.

There are currently [-] sword cultivators on the mountain and thousands of outer sect disciples at the foot of the mountain, all of whom basically come from his sect.

In his opinion, the strength of the Shenxiao Sword Sect should have raised a banner long ago, but for some reason, his grandfather was always worried about something and always sent people secretly to support this and push out that. I don’t want to stand in front of my head.

"It's still too conservative to act."

Qin Dongliu listened to the bustling voices outside Zixiao Palace and shook his head.

He knew that no matter how much Venerable Yuxiao wanted to devote himself to practicing the law, he would never be able to sit still this time. The forces were beaten up and basically wiped out.

In this case, remain unmoved.

Then what other techniques and swordsmanship does he practice?

"Perhaps, the death of Mingcheng and Yan Beifei was a blessing rather than a disaster. Could it be that the opportunity for the great prosperity of my Shenxiao Sect has arrived."

Qin Dongliu was secretly happy.

Just wait for the disciples to make more noise, the better.

He didn't stop drinking either.

"Dongliu, Mingfa and Minghe, you guys take a few thunder talismans, go to the foot of the mountain, tie those two women up the mountain, and kill the rest."

A voice came out from the Zixiao back hall.

There was no joy or anger in the voice.

However, Qin Dongliu knew that the old ancestor was very impatient.

Right.

Anyone who is so noisy that they can't even practice Falun Gong will always be very angry.

However, this anger can't take place on his own disciples, so he can only send people down the mountain to kill and take people away.

Qin Dongliu also understood that in fact, whether Taoist Mingcheng died or Yan Beifei was killed, even if the spiritual weapon Sun and Moon Ring was lost, Patriarch Qin Jiang would only feel heartbroken for a while and would not go down the mountain for the time being.

Because, this venerable ancestor was about to cultivate a purple sky thunder last month...

After a hundred years of painstaking practice, he finally succeeded. This kind of anticipation and excitement can hardly distract him no matter what happens.

He will not go down the mountain to kill people for revenge.

It’s not that Venerable Yuxiao has a good temper.

On the contrary, this ancestor has an extremely violent temper. If he is offended by the smallest thing, he will kill and destroy the whole family.

I don't know how much blood was stained under his hands.

He simply couldn't get away.

"I need human luck to practice the Purple Sky Divine Thunder, but I don't want to show my face to collect luck. I, the ancestor, don't know what I am thinking?"

Qin Dongliu thought to himself, and didn't dare to comment on the ancestor's actions, even if he thought about it in his heart, it would not work.

Looking at the two "Zixiao God Thunder Talisman" shot from the apse, his eyes were full of joy.

He knew this thunder talisman.

It is a trial-manufactured talisman drawn by the ancestors when they comprehended the "Zixiao Shenlei".

Although in the eyes of the ancestors, it is considered unfinished, and its power is much weaker than that of a master of the Shenwu realm.

However, in Qin Dongliu's eyes, if he activates the talisman and uses the Zixiao Thunder, even the top ten masters on the Heavenly Ranking will find it difficult to withstand the power of the thunder.

Under the Divine Martial Realm, basically, when one sees thunder, one falls down, and if one is injured, one dies.

On weekdays, Venerable Yuxiao would not easily bestow this talisman.

Thinking about it at this time, he was extremely angry, and he had practiced at a critical moment, so he made such a big effort.

"Cangshan, Dayong, each of you holds a spiritual talisman, leads five hundred disciples, and follows your uncle Mingfa and Master Minghe down the mountain to quell the chaos. You should know what to do, right?"

Tengcang Mountain and Cao Dayong quickly bowed down and took orders.

There was unconcealable joy on his face.

"The master has a life, and the disciple will never die."

"Some little thieves are sure to be caught."

On the other hand, Mingfa and Minghe came out of the apse, glanced at Tengcangshan and Cao Dayong who were directing all the disciples down the mountain, the corners of their mouths twitched slightly, and they didn't say much.

As a direct descendant of Yuxiao, he has perfected his practice in the unity realm, condensed his spiritual will, and has gradually transformed into the pinnacle of spiritual consciousness...

Even if they want to get some benefits from their master, they don't bother to compete with these short-sighted junior disciples for any credit.

This time I went down the mountain, just in case, and sat behind.

'I heard that the Jade Rakshasa and the Mingyue Sword are extremely powerful and have their own unique characteristics. When these disciples suffer a big loss, it will be time for me to take action. '

In the past, when Mingcheng was still on the mountain, the three of them fought for favor and ended up bleeding.

I don't see Master Yuxiao relentlessly imparting the most wonderful Dafa. Seeing that there is not much life left, breaking through the supernatural power is still far away.

And just after hearing the news of Senior Brother Mingcheng and Yan Beifei's death, they could clearly see that Master Yuxiao's expression changed slightly, as if a little sad and regretful.

Perhaps, even Master Yuxiao, who is extremely selfish, doesn't want to see the disciples who have been trained for nearly a hundred years leave one by one.

After all, the heart is made of flesh.

Raising a cat or a dog has some feelings after a long time.

Even if there is not much emotion.

If all of them, the perfect disciples of the Union Realm, were to die, Master Yuxiao would have no capable manpower to use.

Therefore, after thinking about it, it is very likely that this master will find a way to help the two of them, and then the breakthrough to Shenwu will really be just around the corner.

Of course, this matter now needs to be done gloriously and beautifully.

I have to make Master Yuxiao happy.

The Tianxin Pavilion and Hunyuan Iron Cavalry at the foot of the mountain not only need to be killed, but also send a large number of people to kill Chen Ping's son, present this person's head to the master, and break through the martial arts, so that nothing will go wrong.

The two of them thought very thoroughly and understood.

The master teaches his disciples what they are used for.

When something happens, you can't share your worries.

This kind of disciple still wants to have a future, so let's eat ass.

Chen Ping must die.

"kill……"

Mingfa and Minghe, two old Taoist priests, had a cold light in their eyes, and murderous intentions arose in their hearts.

Teng Cangshan and Cao Dayong led five hundred disciples of Shenxiao to rush down the mountain, shouting for killing.

The disciple of Shenxiao who was rescued from the belly of the pig dragon in the small river at the foot of the mountain has already made it very clear.

Unknowingly.

The elite under King Ping's command had already sealed off several exits of the Shenxiao Mountain Range.

Don't tell me that there are people going up and down the mountain.

Even a wild beast or a bird has never been released onto the mountain.

What's the idea?
Covering your eyes and ears, blocking the news, you want to keep Shenxiao Jianzong in the dark, and you are delaying time.

They didn't know why the other party was delaying the time to keep Shenxiao Sword Sect Benshan from knowing the news from the mountain, but they understood that a quick battle is always right.

Relying on such powerful force as Shenxiao Jianzong.

Even if there are more troops down the mountain, they are just a group of ants.

……

Amidst Teng Cangshan's roar, the thunder light on his body turned into a scorching sun, with a strong red light shining in the middle, and rushed down the mountain first.

He has already seen that in the far distance on the plain, the groups of cavalry scattered like ants, like a snare, and like a sieve, sifted over and over again.

Seal all the passages in front of the Shenxiao Mountain Range.

"If my junior brother hadn't set out from the waterway, and was willing to take a dangerous risk, take the initiative to get into the belly of the Pig Woman Dragon, and pass through the defense line along the water, I'm afraid it would really be blocked by this army, and no one would be able to get up the mountain."

"Moreover, if the disciples on the mountain find that they have been without supplies for a long time and go down to the mountain to check, they will be attacked and killed by Tianxin Pavilion spies hiding in the forest."

Rush along the road, the long sword in Teng Cangshan's hand flashed with lightning, killing three men in black who rushed forward, and more than [-] disciples behind him shouted at the same time, like [-] tigers descending the mountain.

The so-called line of defense was smashed through.

There is absolutely no way to stop them.

When hit by the blazing and dazzling thunder, it will be turned into coke.

"The mob, it's not me waiting for the opponent, kill..."

After beheading several people in a row, Teng Cangshan felt that the martial arts of these people blocking the way were weak, he immediately laughed out loud, and with a flash of figure, he left the forest.

The vision in front of the eyes is empty and there is no obstruction.

He was about to boost his morale, and rushed to kill the galloping cavalry in front of him, when suddenly his heart froze, his lips parted, and his eyes widened like toads.

"Do not……"

Teng Cangshan, as an outstanding disciple who aspires to be the three generations of masters of Shenxiao Sword Sect, not only has ambition, but also has foresight.

Moreover, despite the fact that the junior brother who had been dug out of the Pig Po Dragon's belly had worsened his injuries and died, he took the time to ask for details.

Know the current distribution of forces in the southern counties under the mountain.

I also heard about how strong Chen Ping's King Ping's army was, how they won the battle, and how did Master Mingcheng and Master Yan Beifei die?

It is even more clear how difficult Chen Ping's army is to deal with.

Of course, these are further away.

In his opinion, what he had to deal with this time down the mountain were actually two vanguard teams, and the opponents had no more than 1 people at most.

The only ones that can really be considered troublesome are the two female generals.

However, with two uncles accompanying him, and with the Zixiao Thunder Talisman on his body, he can leapfrog to fight, so there is really nothing to worry about.

However, there is something wrong with the situation in front of me.

What is the dazzling starlight that shines across the plains in the afterglow of the dawn moon?
Also, where did a huge red sun appear in mid-air with a shining moon halo?

"Seven Star Big Dipper Formation, the sun and the moon shine together!"

Resentment, regret, fear...

All kinds of thoughts merged into a torrent in Teng Cangshan's heart.

All he knew was howling.

U-turn and run.

He knew that he couldn't run away at all, but the huge army array that was as brilliant as the starry sky and the sea came crashing down like a mountain, and he couldn't raise his fighting spirit anymore.

In the sky, there was a huge fireball like the sun setting in the west, which reflected half of the mountain peaks in red.

Shining light on more than five hundred faces, I saw despair on their faces.

I don't know which direction to escape at all.

In fact, if you are not a master of the same level, you should not even think about escaping when attacked by a spiritual weapon that is fully activated by the Divine Martial Realm.

The air mechanism is locked, and the soul is pulled, and it is as fast as lightning.

Except for taking a hard blow, any other approach is useless.

Even Teng Cangshan and Cao Dayong couldn't take out the "Zixiao Divine Thunder Talisman" that hadn't warmed up in their arms.

They just moved their fingers slightly, bent their arms, and touched their chests and skirts.

The red light that covered the sky and the earth had already fallen.

"boom……"

Boundless light and heat swept in all directions.

The peaks within a ten-mile radius were flattened by this blow, and countless trees, earth and rocks turned into ashes and scattered. A huge mushroom... a black mushroom cloud, circled and circled, soaring into the sky.

Dark red, blazing white, orange, ice blue...

The light of the fire changed colors, and in the end, only red and white were seen, which turned into a dazzling white.

Everyone up and down the mountain couldn't help turning their heads, not daring to look more.

They are afraid that their eyes will be blinded by the light.

Teng Cangshan, Cao Dayong, and more than five hundred Shenxiao disciples were all turned into ashes by the full force of the Sun and Moon Spiritual Ring before they even made a single move.

Only Ming Fa and Ming He, who were hiding behind, escaped with their lives in a hurry because they were far away and not within the attack range.

Even so, their clothes were torn, their hair was half burnt, their gray heads and black faces were spitting out dust, and their bodies were burned red by the fire.

bah bah...

The two of them spit out a small mouthful of blood at the same time.

Seeing that the blood was still in the air, it turned into soda and dissipated.

All of a sudden there was horror.

"The Sun Moon Essence Ring actually fell into his hands, and it can still use its maximum power. Mingcheng, you deserve to die."

Mingfa was so depressed that he wanted to continue vomiting blood.

However, Minghe didn't have time to scold others, although he also wanted to scold Mingcheng and Yan Beifei for not accomplishing enough and failing more than they did. It's fine for those two useless people to play themselves to death, but they shouldn't be enemies.

Where does this start.

Minghe reached out and took out the "Purple Sky Divine Thunder Talisman", turned into lightning, fled backwards, and roared angrily: "This person can't be stopped, the master must take action to take it down, hurry up."

Speaking of which, he still has a bit of plastic brotherhood.

At the critical moment of life and death, I still couldn't help but remind myself of this senior brother I had known for nearly a hundred years.

On the opposite side, the sun and the moon were shining together, and his face didn't change a bit. It is conceivable how strong his spiritual consciousness is.

You know, even if my master used the sun and moon spirit ring to exert its maximum power, his face would turn pale for a while.

From here, we can see how strong the young man riding on the black-hoofed white horse is.

'Even if you don't look at the ease with which the other party manipulates the spirit weapon, just looking at how he dared to lead troops to attack the mountain and kill him, it can explain a lot of things. '

Minghe ran away wildly at Wangshan Mountain. As soon as he reached the top of the mountain and saw the outer wall of the purple palace, he heard a thunderous sound on the mountainside.

He looked back.

Wherever the purple thunder struck, a dragon roar sounded, and the golden sword light was faintly seen, cutting out a long passage.

The stars are shining, and the black and white air is flowing...

The purple thunder exploded into smoke and dissipated.

Hundreds of big trees were cut down at the same time, and were hit by the energy, and they rose more than ten feet into the air.

It made a snapping sound while it was still in mid-air.

At the same time, there was another round, bloody thing that flew up.

The thing had black silk ribbons floating in the air, and when it was blown by the wind, its eyebrows were revealed.

It was his senior brother's distorted and desperate face.

……

Ask for a monthly pass.

(End of this chapter)